Chapter 222

"Oh? She found herself another new boyfriend already?" Yarrick asked. "No, not this time. I stopped at a red light, and she pulled up next to me on a scooter. She saw me right away," Michael said. "What did you talk about?" Yarrick asked. Honestly, now that Michael had found the type of mature woman he liked most, there was no way he'd ever go back to Isabelle. Compared to Juliet, Isabelle just didn't measure up—not in looks, not in figure, and definitely not in the way she carried herself. Moreover, Juliet was the manager of a clothing factory. "What could we possibly talk about? She saw I was driving and got curious. I guess in her eyes, a broke loser like me having a car is worth raising an eyebrow at," Michael replied. "I was the same as Stella. When we met that day, she kept asking if I was being kept by some rich woman. I mean, even if I were, so what? As long as I'm enjoying it, what's it to her?" Yarrick said. "Exactly! Couldn't have said it better." Michael nodded empha